[The Monctons: A Novel, Volume I by Susanna Moodie]@TWC D-Link book
The Monctons: A Novel, Volume I

CHAPTER XIV
8/26

What a capital joke it will be, to see him bolt into the room without studying the Graces for an hour.' I think it was the Graces, he said, sir; but whether it's a law book, or a book of fashions, sir, hang me if I can tell." "But why did not you give me a hint of this, my good fellow ?" "Why, sir," said Saunders, hesitating and looking down, "everybody in this world has his troubles, and I, sir, have mine.

Trouble, sir, makes a man forget every one's affairs but his own; and so, sir, the thing slipped quite out of my 'ead." "And what has happened to trouble such a light heart as yours, Saunders ?" "Ah, sir!" sighing and shaking his head, "you remember Jemima, the pretty chamber maid, who lives at Judge Falcon's, across the street; I am sure you must, sir, for no one that saw Jemima once could forget her; and it was your first praising her that made me cast an eye upon her.

Well, sir, I looked and loved, and became desperate about her, and offered her my 'onest 'and and 'eart, sir, and she promised to become my wife.

Yes, indeed, she did; and we exchanged rings, and lucky sixpences and all that; and I gave master warning for next week; and took lodgings in a genteel country-looking cottage on the Deptford road.

But I was never destined to find love there with Jemima." "And what has happened to prevent your marriage ?" said I, growing impatient and wishing to cut his long story down to the basement.
"Many a slip, sir, between the cup and the lip.


<<Back  Index  Next>>

D-Link book Top

TWC mobile books